According to John, the knights were accustomed with man-to-man combat, and it meant that it was normal for them to see someone striking, grappling, throwing, and even slashing until bled, one of them. It had always been like that for years, it was a piece of their culture, and it had birth them their egos.     Their society shaped them on how to think about something, and how to act towards something. We have to think like this and we have to act like that, because we are knights, it was generally their expectations of themselves, their own definition of masculinity and maleness, and they were oblivious of it.  

The floor of the room squeaked as the damp rag drift on it like a raging stream. Every move was followed by a grunting sound, it sounded faint from probably exhaustion, but the swift of the cloth never faltered.     “You missed a spot.” Abigail said. She was sat on a cushioned chair, and both of her feet were resting on a wooden crate. She even had a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice on her lap. She was enjoying her wish. 

“Where have you been last night?” Agnes asked with her stern voice.     “I told you, I looked for the book back at the common room, but there were lots of group of knights patrolling around, so I had to wait for them to go before I could go back.”     “Where is the book then?”

There was a girl that chose a rose, instead of a husband.      In the world of distinct social class, the only way for a girl, who was unfortunately born in the lower part of the hierarchy, was to marry a rich lad, or a rich widower, or a rich senior, to climb the social ladder. Of course, that was if you were desperate. And most of the poor were desperate.     The parents, even they got little to bargain, would do anything to have a hors

My mind was similar to the storm, it was disarrayed.      I did not know what to feel. Knowing the fact that Sister Veronica and Sister Ana were not really on the list of the preyed, it should be a breath of relief, right? Yet I could feel a pang of reproving towards myself. I was wrong, but not totally, for there were two preys that needed confirmation.      Will I get the same truth from them? That my assumptions are nothin